Police!
Police!
Too bad.
Let's check the back.
There's nobody here.
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
It's open.
There's nobody, Ulises.
Look.
Take a look at this.
Santeria.
Except for the mouth.
Looks like blood.
Let's have it checked out.
Find something that connects him
with the Vasquez cartel.
Good.
Ulises!
Ulises!
I think I found something else.
And it looks human!
Now can we please
get the fuck out of here?
Polical
Come out now!
Looks like they moved out in a hurry.
Son of a bitch must have known
we were coming.
They came out of nowhere, Ulises.
Your jails can't hold us.
And your bullets can't hurt us.
We just want to talk to Santillan.
You're too late.
He turned into a bird...
and flew away.
No! No! No!
No! No!
No!
No!
No! No!
Ulises.
Ulises... Help me.
Cowardly sons of bitches.
So what do we do with these?
Take them up to the farm.
Papa wants a cop's eyes for his Nganga.
Finish him.
Me?
Prove yourself, Luis.
Prove yourself.
Or should I tell Papa you
didn't have the balls?
Please... Leave him alone...
Leave him alone.
Leave him alone,
you son of a bitch!
Leave him alone!
Open your eyes.
- No!
- Open your eyes.
No, you sick bastard!
Papa wants you to watch...
and tell your cop buddies...
who did this.
Noooo!
Poor people are poor
because they're lazy.
You know what? Fuck the poor.
Fuck 'em, all right?
What, it's my problem that somebody
can't compete in the open market?
We're supposed to help
the disadvantaged.
Boo-fuckin'- hoo. My old man,
he was a mechanic, okay?
A grease monkey his whole life.
Now, in two days,
I'm off to the Wharton School.
Two years, I got my MBA,
and the world is my oyster.
You're an inspiration
to us all.
Can we go now?
Some primo sticky
for my beautiful lefty friend.
Hey, why don't you,
uh, stick around?
You coming?
Bye, Henry.
We gotta bail
this fuckin' summer camp.
Did you find Ed?
No.
But I did watch some guy
nail Courtney Anderson.
Oh, yeah?
That's practically
a rite of passage.
Yeah, well, I haven't.
Right. That's 'cause
your head's been filled
with all that wack
fire and brimstone shit.
It's not wack, Henry.
Yo, where the fuck is Eddie?
I wanna get to the border
by noon.
Hey!
Ed! Eddie!
Dude, where ya been?
We've been looking for you
all night.
Hey, stop worrying.
You're doing the right thing.
Shit! No way!
- You fucking maniac!
- Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!
- What the fuck's wrong with you?
- Whoo!
Fuck!
Lmagine a land, if you will,
where a man can be a man.
A land where he can
indulge in all
those animal urges,
far from the petty judgments
of parents and teachers
and less-enlightened peers.
A land where he can
ride the demon!
- Yeah!
- Behave bad!
- Bad!
- Whatever he goddamn well pleases,
and no one gives a shit,
including the cops.
Tell it, Brother Henry!
- I'm talking real freedom, my friend!
- Real freedom!
Not this overregulated bullshit that
passes for liberty in our country.
Hell, no!
Let's go to the border!
Mexico.
We leave right now,
we hit Manzanita
right about the time
the strip joints open.
- I'm gonna get laid.
- You're kidding.
I finally convinced
our upstanding minister's son
- to get his cherry popped.
- Pop!
A truly blessed event.
Let's pray he doesn't
contract an STD.
Worrywart.
Fellas, say hello
to the senoritas for me.
Come on, man. You're not gonna
hang around here.
All right? All the poonsies are hooked up
or singing "Kumbaya" with the art fags.
Any other time,
I'm there, all right?
I just have a lot
on my mind.
You want a Zoloft, man?
I think I got one.
- I just wanna chill.
- Chill when you're dead, man.
Come on.
You're going off to Stanford.
I'm off to Penn.
Phil's off to wherever
the fuck he's going, right?
As your personal physician,
I insist you put that
big brain of yours to rest
and go a little nuts,
okay, for once.
Rise and shine, faggot.
Wharton, motherfucker!
Wharton!
Whoop-whoop, Wharton!
You're gonna be the first dealer
on your block with an MBA.
Yeah, fuck all that, man.
I'm getting out of pharmaceuticals.
Human cloning
is about to explode, dude.
Keep everything offshore,
do your marketing on the Internet.
Promise me you
won't clone yourself.
You know, when you get out of Stanford,
man, I could use you on my team.
What do you say?
Feel like being
a rich son of a bitch?
Is that really
the best we can do?
What? Get rich?
Yeah.
We could do worse.
For example.
What's going on?
Well, your mother and I
were just discussing
how disappointed we were you couldn't
get into a decent law school.
What's wrong with Austin?
It's in the top 100.
One hundred what?
Oh! Hey!
Hot car!
Welcome to the happiest
place on Earth.
Hey, chickie!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, gringo, hello!
Welcome to Mexico. I have a surprise
for you, you know?
Three beers for a buck.
Hey, I have three VIP passes for you.
- Come on, eh?
- All right.
What's up?
Beautiful broads.
Let's go, my friend!
Welcome to Mexico. Hey!
Juan, I got three.
Can you believe this?
That chick back there
just asked me to go back
to her place and grind.
Why didn't I come down here
years ago?
Are you sure
this is what you want?
What, you mean,
uh, sex? Yeah.
But it's your first time.
Don't you want it
to mean something?
It does mean something.
I mean, you guys
are here, right?
What a Hallmark moment.
I'll be right back.
Hold on one minute.
Hola.
Una ms cerveza, por favor.
"Fabor. "
Pardon?
"Fabor. "
The V is pronounced
like a B.
"Fabor. Cerbeza. "
Sorry.
My Spanish sucks.
At least you can order a beer
at a strip club.
What else
do you need to know?
She wants 80 for an hour,
and she'll do anal.
Anal?
Who said I want anal?
Well, you got a problem
with anal?
No, I...
You asked her that?
She's a professional, okay?
If I'm paying for her services,
I think I have a right
to know what they include.
She's barely 17, okay?
She's practically
a virgin herself.
Do not pass this up, okay?
I want you
to have a good time.
I want you to grow up.
I want you to be a man.
Hey, wait a minute.
This is for you.
But you already know that.
- I'm talking to you!
- Let me go!
- Now, asshole.
- Fucking bitch!
Why don't you chill, man?
She's no pro.
It's okay.
I can handle it.
It's okay.
This dickless faggot
more your type, Valeria?
Fuck off, Gilberto.
You think you have the balls
for this girl?
I ask you something.
You deaf?
What the fuck's
your problem, man?
Ow! Shit!
That was pretty stupid.
At least now you have a great
story to tell your friends.
What? That I got my ass kicked?
No. How you came to the aid of a poor
and defenseless woman.
Yeah, right.
If it ever gets boring
around here,
you could bat cleanup
for the Astros.
You know, my ex-husband,
he hated the fact
that I could handle myself.
Let me guess.
That's why he's your ex.
I left him,
and I moved here
to Manzanita.
Can I buy you
a drink later?
So you're not afraid
of strong woman?
Only if she's not
swinging a bat at me.
It's okay, don't be afraid.
I'm not.
I mean...
Does that have to be there?
You don't like it?
I do. It's just...
I feel like I'm being watched.
You have a kid?
Oh, I'm so going to hell.
What's her name?
Mati.
Don't cry.
She's beautiful, Amelia.
She likes you.
I'm working with amateurs,
I swear to God.
You almost get yourself cold
over some bangette.
- And you!
- What?
Falling for a hooker?
Come on.
Come on, Phil.
You're killing me.
I like her.
She's sweet. So what?
I thought you wanted
to get laid.
- Her kid was right there.
- So?
I paid 80 bucks
so he could change diapers.
You want your money back?
Here.
Just fucking take it.
I'm going to the bathroom.
Yeah, you do that, putz.
You try to raise them right.
Hey, isn't that
your hot tamale?
That's Valeria.
Try to act halfway civilized
for once.
Hola.
Hola.
Um, this is my cousin, Lupe.
Lupe, this is Eduardo.
Hola.
Hola.
What is up with your cousin?
She's just, uh, traditional.
Tell her that 'shrooms
are nature's way of saying hi.
What? Not for you?
I'm really not big
on hallucinogens.
He's afraid
he'll jump off a building
or go Leatherface on somebody.
- Oh, there you are.
- Come on.
- Come on, Ed.
- All right.
- Yeah, Ed!
- All right.
I like her.
All right.
- These are fuckin' nasty.
- Don't throw up, okay?
You guys wanna get stoned?
Fuck, yeah!
Hey, dude!
You almost done in there?
They're gonna start charging you rent!
Not a moment too soon.
You scored, amigo.
You know what you should do?
Invite her up to Palo Alto.
I'm not going to Palo Alto.
What do you mean?
I'm bailing on Stanford.
I never sent my letter back.
Hey, dudes, I'm, uh...
I'm getting out of here.
I wanna give this to Mati.
Dude, you're tripping.
No, no, no.
I'm fine, really.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.
You're not leaving.
No, I'm a fifth wheel.
I'll just catch a cab and, you know,
catch up with you guys later.
Gonna beat me.
- That's my grandfather.
- Oh, sorry, senor.
This is amazing.
All these flowers.
It's not depressing at all.
- It should be, but...
- Do you think death's sad?
Don't you?
I think that life,
when it's not fully lived...
is... much sadder.
- Come on.
- You're going down.
There is no God.
Most people are terrified
by that thought.
I find it
very comforting.
There is no one God.
There are many.
I'm sorry. What?
I said
there is no one god.
There are many,
and they live among us.
It's weird,
but ever since
we crossed the border,
I don't feel like me anymore.
Who do you feel like?
Myself.
I think...
you're high.
- Really.
- Really?
Yeah.
Hey! Got a light?
Fuck! Oh, you scared
the shit out of me.
Oh, sorry.
Thanks.
Oh, man,
you don't look so good.
I'm peaking.
What?
Look, my friends and I
can give you a ride.
Yeah?
What's your name, anyway?
- Phillip.
- ndale.
Hey.
Come in.
Hey, come in.
Come in.
Come in.
This is my friend, Phillip.
He's an American.
You know what?
I'm gonna walk anyway.
Get up, you shit ball.
What time is it?
I don't know.
Phil didn't make it back
last night.
Yeah?
I thought you wanted
to get an early start.
Ten more minutes.
You rode her bareback?
Dude, I cannot believe it.
You of all people.
That's why I don't 'shroom.
So? You nailed her the way
that nature intended it.
You tapped into the beast.
Dude, I'm proud of you.
Suppose she gets pregnant
or I get AIDS?
Would that make you proud?
How do you get
through life, huh?
By using my head.
Oh, yeah? Then tell me how
the fuck blowing off Stanford
is using your head.
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
Look, he knows
we wanted to leave early.
What the fuck
is wrong with him?
Did you try his cell?
There's no service.
So what are you gonna do?
I got a few ideas.
Like?
Working for
this volunteer group.
The International Relief Corps.
They're building these irrigation canals
down in Malawi,
and they need
some help organizing.
You fucking with me?
No.
That's... That's beautiful, man!
What are you gonna do next?
Buy a Volvo and join
the fucking Democratic party?
Jesus, Eddie.
I thought I knew you.
You turned into
a fucking softball.
You awake in there?
Hey!
Phillip, right?
I looked at your passport.
I'm Randall.
It's nice to meet you.
You thirsty?
Where the fuck am I?
The other side of the rainbow.
It's a little melted,
but chocolate's good for you.
Here.
Sorry about the smell.
You get used to it.
Hey!
Get out of here!
Little shits.
Hey...
What do you want with me?
You're the man
of the hour, amigo.
You're gonna get to
meet Papa real soon.
He's an amazing man.
Yeah. You just sit tight, relax.
You need anything,
you just ask me, all right?
Food, water,
whatever you want.
You'll be good.
You like to watch television?
I think I got an extra television
laying around here somewhere.
Reception sucks, but it beats
thinking about shit.
Dude, wait. Hey, hey!
Hey, who are you guys?
Hey!
Who are you guys?
What am I doing here?
Our amigo is missing.
Do you understand?
Missing.
So what's the problem?
Excuse me. Does anybody
here speak English?
Ingls?
- S.
- S. Ingls.
- You speak a little Ingls?
- No.
Un momento.
Get out of here!
Not until I talk to Ramirez.
Get the hell out of here!
- I'm not leaving until Ramirez leaves.
- Rodriguez!
- Rodriguez.
- Yes, Commander.
- Let him pass.
- Yes, sir.
Get your animals out of here.
Just look at the evidence,
that's all I'm asking.
Look!
Welcome to the turd world.
S? Uh, yes?
- You speak English?
- Yes, a little.
Oh, man, I'm glad to see you.
They robbed a grave last night.
They stole a child's body.
It's for Santillan's Nganga!
They're preparing it for his arrival.
You asked me to listen to your story,
and I have.
Forget about your partner.
This isn't Mexico City;
this isn't even Mexico.
This is the border.
The border has no memory.
Remembering here...
gets you killed.
Look, something happened to him,
and he's not banging some girl.
So what are you
gonna do about it?
I'm sorry. Until your friend is missing
for at least 72 hours,
there is nothing we can do.
Don't worry.
He'll turn up.
Fuck!
I never should've let him go.
We're... We're gonna
have to call his parents.
What, and tell them
we let him wander off
high on 'shrooms
to find a hooker?
Just give it another
couple hours, okay?
Do I have any messages?
Henry's staking out the hotel
in case he shows.
Other than that,
there's not much we can do.
I'm fucked,
and it's all my fault.
Maybe someone in this girl Amelia's
neighborhood saw something.
You could ask around.
With my Spanish?
No. With mine.
Come on.
Lupe.
Do you know what this is for?
It's for the Disappeared.
What did she say?
I'm not sure in English.
It's, like,
those who have vanished.
Where are you from?
A little shit hole
called San Anton.
Oh, yeah?
Hey, do you know
Vinnie's Pizza?
On Alvarez?
The best pies in Texas.
Yeah.
It's the one thing I miss
being over here.
One thing I don't miss:
American women.
The most stuck-up bitches
on Earth.
Couldn't get play there
to save my life.
That's hard to believe.
You messing with me?
No.
There's three bitches in Los Angeles
and two in Phoenix that messed with me.
They're still looking for the bodies.
Know what I mean, jelly bean?
Listen, my parents
have a little money.
If I can just make a phone call.
It's not about that, home-style.
What is it about?
The spirits.
Spirits?
The whole world
is alive with spirits.
Before I knew
about this place, right?
If I fucked somebody up...
you know, I killed them or whatever,
'cause they pissed me off,
or I just felt the urge
that day, you know?
Then Papa,
he showed me another way.
He taught me how
to use that urge.
You know?
How to channel it.
Connect with the spirits.
I'm talking about Palo.
Palo-Mayombe.
It's supposed to be
some shit from Africa.
Yeah, but what does that
have to do with me?
Papa's gonna use you
to talk to him.
He needs you.
This is big, home-style.
Don't you get it?
Your life's gonna change.
It's gonna mean something.
I can feel it.
There's something in the air.
Something poisonous.
I've only been here two months,
but this is different.
You know, you live in
a really screwed-up country.
No offense.
I guess nobody ever
gets kidnapped in the U.S.
Hey, we don't know
if he's been kidnapped.
What, then?
What's wrong?
Car's just sitting there.
Driver's been staring at us.
Green piece of shit's been
hanging out since I got here.
Look, don't get paranoid.
Maybe he's waiting
for his girlfriend.
You got an issue, asshole?
- Go home, whitey.
- That's Phil's.
Hey.
Hey!
Son of a bitch!
Oh, my God!
Hey!
Is anybody out there?
Randall?
Hello!
What's your problem?
I gotta piss.
You just went.
I mean, I gotta shit.
You want me
to shit my pants?
Got some pretty brave friends.
You know that?
What do you mean?
Poking their nose where
they shouldn't be poking it.
That's a good way
to lose your nose...
and plenty more.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You gotta undo my pants, too.
Do I look like
some kind of homo?
Fucking beaners.
Always give me the shit jobs
just because I'm illegal.
It's discrimination.
Fuck.
Come here, you son of a bitch!
Come here!
Hey! Hey!
Please! Wait!
No!
Come here!
You try that again,
I will blow your ass away!
Understand?
Yes. Yes.
You just lost
your TV privileges, bitch.
Chain him up.
The drug runners on the farm,
they are followers
of Palo-Mayombe.
And their priest is a man
called Santillan.
A week ago,
two of his people
were in the store.
I overheard them talking.
They were looking
for a gringo.
- Yes, ma'am?
- Are you open?
Yes.
I want to buy something.
Come in.
I'll take care later.
If Santillan took your friend,
there is nothing you can do.
So what are you saying?
We should bail
on a fellow marine
because of some lame-ass
Mexican voodoo cult?
They tell people
that their souls are dead,
like they're proud.
People like that,
they are capable of anything.
Stay away from these boys, Valeria.
It is dangerous.
Excuse me, but
don't youhave incense?
S, senora.
I'll get it.
Henry, hold on.
Don't fuck with these guys.
- I'm tired of being jerked around.
- We should go to the police.
Fuck the police!
They're fucking useless!
Would you chill the fuck out?
This is not the way to handle it.
Maybe we should consult
with our allies, and the U.N.
You're only gonna
make it worse.
Worse than it already is?
You know what you are, Eddie?
Bottom line,
you're a chickenshit.
That's why you're
running off to Africa.
You wanna fuck with somebody, huh?
How about me, bitch?
Me, FBI, CIA,
Army Rangers.
Get that nasty bitch from
Abu Ghraib down here, huh?
Looks like he's dead, huh?
You'll see, bastard.
Please...
No! Please, please...
Please, please...
- Hey!
- Go fuck your mother, faggot.
Hey!
What's going on?
Where the fuck are they going?
Doctor said I'm lucky.
Another inch,
and I'd be adios, muchachos.
Try one between
your fucking eyes.
So I tell him about Phil
and this Santillan dude.
The guy goes
white as a sheet,
says he doesn't know
what I'm talking about.
Then he gives me this
for my protection.
Well, that's all, folks.
I'm hasta la vista.
Jesus, Henry, come on.
You've just been shot.
Think for once.
I am.
But I'm thinking these guys
are gonna come back
and finish what they started.
And even the cops
are scared of them.
You saw.
Look, if we stay here,
we're sitting ducks.
What about Phil?
He's dead.
He's dead, man.
Do you have a friend
who disappear?
Dark hair, 20, 21?
He is alive.
My love.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to see the gringo.
You've seen him. Now go.
Who did this to you?
Listen to me very carefully.
If you touch another hair
on his head...
I will decorate my bedroom wall
with your skin.
- Understand?
- Yes.
I'm sorry, boss.
I'm sorry.
I do not believe in violence
that has no purpose.
I've tried to teach that
to Randall, but...
he's American,
so it's hard.
What's gonna happen to me?
None of your fucking business.
It's okay.
In the past,
I've always used Mejicanos.
But the last one,
he was very brave,
very stubborn.
So when the time came,
he refused to cooperate,
so the magic was bad.
The gods were...
unmoved.
I decided...
next time,
instead of using a Mejicano,
I would use an American.
Someone young and... soft.
Someone...
who will give me
what I need.
What's that?
Screams.
Please, I just want
to go home!
No!
Before Santillan smuggles
his drugs to the north,
he makes his drugs
invisible to
the border police.
To do this, he make...
How do you say,
"un escudo mgico de sangre"?
A magical shield of blood?
Human blood.
What?
In return for the gods' protection,
he gives to them a sacrifice.
What the fuck?
Are you saying Phil's
gonna get murdered?
Santillan arrived this afternoon.
He will perform his ritual tonight.
On the full moon.
So what do we do?
Go to the American FBI.
Tell your story.
Give to them my evidence
of Santillan and his operation.
If the Mexican police will
do nothing, maybe yours will.
You said they were
gonna kill him tonight.
That's not enough time.
I know where is your friend.
I go to the farm, do what I can.
We meet in your hotel
in a half hour.
I'll bring the evidence.
Maybe we should go with him.
You know I love Phil, right?
Yeah.
Okay, I bust his chops
sometimes, but...
I thought I was gonna
buy it, Eddie.
Now,
you wanna call me a chickenshit,
you go ahead.
I got it coming.
I'll say it myself, dude.
I'm fucking scared.
I'm gonna drop Valeria off,
then come back.
All right.
Ed, listen, man.
What I said earlier...
You wanna dig ditches
in Africa for no money,
if you ask me,
you're fucking crazy, but...
takes balls.
Oh!
Look, maybe you'd better
come with us.
I can't.
It's not safe here, Valeria.
Are you going to smuggle me
across the border?
All right.
I'll be back as soon
as I know what we're doing.
I'll be here.
Valeria!
Get off me!
What's going on?
I don't know. I have no idea.
Hello!
Shit!
Fuck!
Shit!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Help me! Somebody, help!
Help me! Help!
Open the door, lady!
They're gonna kill me!
- Open the fucking door, lady!
- Ayl
Don't fucking open it!
Fuck!
Help! Help me!
Enough. Come on.
She didn't want to talk.
I made her.
I made her talk!
She didn't want to talk!
Henry.
What... What happened?
Is it Henry?
- Yes.
- Where is he?
On the roof.
Hey, guy, you don't
want to see him.
- You can't cross the line, lady.
- What happened?
Okay, you must go, now.
I'm coming with you.
That was not our deal.
I don't care about our deal.
He's my friend.
What's going on?
Showtime, girl.
It's all right.
Fuck!
Okay, okay, okay.
So what do we do
when we get there?
"We"?
You want me
to help you, right?
Ever fired a gun?
Yeah. Yeah,
I've fired a gun.
How about shoot a man?
Ever do that?
Think you could?
Yeah.
If I had to.
Is everyone here?
Everybody.
Then let's begin.
Now we wake Chango.
"Though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
"I will fear no evil,
"for Thou art with me.
"Thy rod and Thy staff,
they comfort me.
"Thou preparest
a meal for me
"in the presence
of my enemy.
Thou annointest my head
with oil. "
- Hear me, Chango. Hear my prayer.
- "My cup runneth over. "
I bring you flesh that bleeds.
A heart that beats in fear.
"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,"
A soul that cries out in pain.
"And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever. "
If this pleases you,
Then grant us the power...
"And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.
...to walk in the daylight,
yet still be in shadow.
And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever. "
Help me, God!
Oh, my God!
String him up.
Stay alive.
It's Phil's.
Go, go, go!
Hola.
Remember me?
A year ago in Mexico City,
you had my partner killed,
but you let me live.
The cop?
Piece of shit,
you should have killed me.
I did.
No, you loser!
Where's the boy?
His body or his soul?
You sick son of a bitch.
Papa!
Go ahead.
Pull the trigger. If you have the will.
You bastard.
I'm going to feed you to my Nganga.
You can keep the gringo company.
Get out!
Ulises!
Get out of here, you bastards, get it?
All right?
Fuck!
Stay down!
Drive!
Where's the bag?
Right here.
You see? Already.
Hang in there.
We're gonna get you
some help.
Ed, tell them my story.
You're gonna tell it.
Promise me!
Hey! Hey, can you please help us?
A man's been shot.
Senorl
Come on! Stay with me.
His hand is cold.
No.
Oh.
Ask him how far the border is.
How far away is the border?
Go out the front door.
Two kilometers, you'll be in the water.
He said...
He said we walk out there,
go two kilometers
and we're swimming in it.
Okay. We'll pack some food,
we'll pack some water,
we're gonna swim across.
Senorl
Senor?
They're here.
What?
You saw them?
Shit!
Listen up,
you sons of bitches!
You are seriously fucked!
You have no idea!
You killed a great man!
A god!
I got a bunch of weapons
out here with nothing to lose!
We're gonna die.
No, we won't.
Right. Run.
Ow! Shit!
Okay, okay, okay.
You stay here.
I'm gonna check the back.
Okay.
Senor?
Senor?
Son of a...
Oh, my God.
Oh. Oh, my God.
Shit.
Ed.
Fuck!
Come on, put the gun down!
I promise I'll make it quick!
Run!
You like that?
You know what I like to see?
The look in a cunt's eyes
right before I do it.
Come on. Open your mouth.
There you go. Gracias.
See? You like that?
I miss something?
You're starting to remind me
of my ex.
No! No!
Ow! Shit!
Son of a bitch,
that hurt!
Fucker!
Motherfucker!
Hey. Hey, listen, man.
I don't want to fight, okay?
I don't want... Please.
I don't want to fight you.
I don't want to fight.
Hey. Hey, man.
Hey, no...
Please, ese.
No, please!
No...
No! Please don't...
I don't...
I don't want...
No more. No more.
Don't kill me, please.
Please don't... No!
The good stuff begins now.
We're going to lift the spirit
because you don't have to think
about what we can hit.
Just as the sheath raises those who fall.
In this city, so full of soul,
finding glory where you leave.
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